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Mole evolved via Mexican pianist Mark Aanderud and Argentinian drummer Hernan Hecht's alliance back in the early 2000s. With eminent New York City-based guitarist David Gilmore and Mexican bassist Jorge "Luri" Molina rounding out the energized quartet, What's The Meaning is an inspiring debut outing. Briskly moving amid some high-impact detours and buoyant time signatures, the band forges an acoustic-electric colossus and flirts with disparate genres along the way. Strong compositions, clever arrangements and fiery outbreaks elevate the album into stratospheric regions, but "Trees and the Old New Ones" imparts temperance, warmth and accentuates the musicians' deep-rooted compassions.
Molina's somber arco-bass passage launches the piece, followed by his cohorts' soft accompaniment. It's a pensive ballad, spiced with a memorable hook and introspective attributes. With his dark-toned electric guitar lines, Gilmore's improvisational solo takes on searching qualities, where the band surges ahead with deftly implemented mosaics and flourishing harmonic output. Here, Aanderud sprinkles lyrically resplendent theme-shaping melodies over-the-top, as the band morphs its bridge back into the opening cadenza with grace and poise, for a piece that vividly offsets many of the program's electrifying episodes.
Personnel: Mark Aaanderud: piano; Hernan Hecht: drums; David Gilmore: guitar; Jorge "Luri" Molina: bass.
I grew up listening to mainstream '70s rock then ended up on the staff at the college paper at San Diego State, and volunteered to review heavy metal LPs. My second semester, the music editor dropped a Fenton Robinson LP on my desk, Night Flight. You like metal; they play guitar--he plays guitar, the editor told me
I grew up listening to mainstream '70s rock then ended up on the staff at the college paper at San Diego State, and volunteered to review heavy metal LPs. My second semester, the music editor dropped a Fenton Robinson LP on my desk, Night Flight. You like metal; they play guitar--he plays guitar, the editor told me. If we don't run a review, Alligator Records is going to stop servicing us.
Night Flight opened up a whole new world for me--the blues led me, inevitably, to Basie, who led to Duke, who led to Mingus, who led to Miles, who led to ...